Qalwangi Hassan is a very hard worker. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During the day, when the sky was good, he studied words and languages attentively, and from time to time he went out to supervise the practice of his subordinates.

The vicious men he brought with him were also very strictly controlled by Hassan, and they usually had no chance to go out at all, and now they are all soldiers. Everyone was in the yard, using wooden sticks, practicing a few boring stabbing movements over and over again, in addition to some equestrian exercises.

When it was dark, he practiced with several wooden weapons, and all kinds of long and short weapons could be seen, and there were even bows and crossbows. I saw that the sword light around him was connected, and those wooden dummies were beaten and trembled like chaff.

It seems that he has not been idle for a minute except to sleep.

Although he was strict with his subordinates and even harsher with himself, Hassan was still very generous in his money - fish, meat, fruit, and occasionally a little wine, and he was also very picky about clothes and weapons, and he had already bought a lot of money. It didn't take long for the people of Oluz to hear about this guy: "What a big spender, but it's a pity that I didn't have a shop outside his door!"

However, in less than a month, Hassan's good days came to an end:

Early in the morning, Lord Marki, the former tax officer, brought nearly a hundred people, with long guns and short knives, and surrounded Hassan's courtyard on all sides.

He stood proudly at the gate, dressed in a suit of armor that he had obtained out of nowhere, blowing his beard and glaring: "Damn horse thief, minions of evil spirits in the desert, the gods are watching you from heaven! Your affairs have been lost, come out quickly and kneel down and kiss my feet, or I will burn you to the ground!"

Behind him, followed by a guy who nodded and bowed, isn't it Alibaba!

Malki wasn't a clever man, otherwise he wouldn't have been removed by the Governor casually. These nearly 100 people have traveled all the way, and the momentum created can be heard from a few hundred meters away, and if it were someone else, I am afraid they would have run away a long time ago.

He didn't dare to set it on fire, who doesn't know that this Hassan is a rich fool, and he doesn't know how many belongings there are in the yard!

However, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly this time, Hassan didn't prepare to deal with it, and was directly blocked at home by him......

Malki was very annoyed: "I knew earlier, I didn't contact those guys and blocked them outside the village, and there was one more person who shared the money!"

Amid the noise, the door of Qalwangi Hassan's house creaked open.

Hassan stood in front of the door with an unhappy expression. He was wearing a suit of armor, but a brown full-body leather armor that looked like it had been newly made, and it hadn't even been painted. Beside him, there were more than a dozen 'men', all wearing half-body leather armor and carrying spears.

Startled, Malki took a big step back and stepped back behind the two men before stopping.

But soon, he came back to his senses: he didn't expect that the other party would dare to show his head with only a few people!

Malki's lost courage immediately returned, and he foamed at the mouth, ready to continue unfurling......

Hassan suddenly opened his mouth and said in a strange accent: "Is this an attack, a threat, or a test, what do you want to do?"

Malki was stunned, what do you mean? I understand all these words, but why can't I understand them together?

He didn't notice that the men around Hassan were all looking at him with gloating expressions, as if they were about to be unlucky, and it turned out to be Malki.

At this time, Ali Baba, who was behind Malki, came over, nodded and said, "My lord, he has a bit of a problem with his brain, and he speaks so strangely." I guess he just wanted to ask you, is there any other way he can get peace than to get down on his knees and lick the soles of your shoes?"

Malki: "Inexplicable, of course not! I'm here to arrest him and judge him, can I still let him go?!"

As soon as the words fell, Hassan on the other side let out an "oh", as if he suddenly realized.

Then, he made a simple gesture to a dozen of his subordinates, and at the same time, he pounced forward and rolled forward, and in the blink of an eye, he touched under Malki's nose.

From the hand, two white lights flashed, which were two scimitars, one long and one short. The heads of Malki and one of his subordinates beside him tilted a little, and then the two heads fell to the ground with a clatter like leather balls, and then, the headless corpse that was still standing in place, blood began to spurt profusely......

Things are moving so fast that everyone is stupid.

The dozen or so people behind Hassan were unaffected, as if they were still sighing, and then they pounced on the rabble that had killed the boss.

Hassan's knives and skills were so fast that the eldest of these men died in an instant.

Next, Hassan simply stood on the spot and split the stake, one long and one short, two quick knives, and easily saw and dismantled the moves, as long as there was a momentary opportunity, the person who fought with him would be separated.

A dozen of his men also set up a simple two-column gun formation, knocking down several enemies on the opposite side.

But thankfully, these dozen people are just normal people who cooperate well, and they are far less perverted than Hassan.

It took more than ten seconds for Malki's thugs to wake up from their sluggish state, while more than twenty of their companions had fallen, and almost half of the losses were created by Hassan, the god of killing.

Everyone was confused for a while, but found that it was useless! Everyone's kung fu was unusual, and they could only scare and scare the ordinary people, and when they met a few professional players, it was a completely one-sided slaughter, and they couldn't even afford to do anything because of the numbers!

The people standing in the back row, listening to the screams in the front row, only felt that their legs were weak, and when the blood of the deceased in the front row began to flow under their feet, their morale immediately collapsed...... Nearly 100 crusaders finally dispersed in a hurry.

Hassan, who kept harvesting human heads like a dance, watched everyone start to turn around and flee for their lives, and finally stopped.

He frowned and muttered, "It's not good, it's still no experience points, unknown system settings......"

So, he roared at the guys who were running around: "Kneel down!

The battle ended unusually quickly, although the victorious side was unexpected.

The dozen or so subordinates were more or less colored, but they were protected by leather armor, but they were only skin wounds. Now the collection of prisoners and the counting of the wounded have begun.

Hassan was murderous, his face covered in blood - but not a drop of his own.

His pitted face returned to his insensitive daily state, and now he was looking at Ali Baba, who was trembling, and asked, "Say, who else is the enemy? Do you still have a record of the conversation with Malki? Not a word is missing." ”

But my heart is not calm at all, and countless thoughts keep turning: I have been in this unknown game for more than 100 days, and the system settings are completely invisible, and there is no character template hair, skills, tasks, character permissions, and background settings, why can't I find anything?

Also, this game, where is the recharge window?